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Dress shopping

Annabeth's POV

Going dress shopping with your stepmom for Prom sounds like a fun thing to do, right? Not t when your name is Annabeth Chase it isn't. The thought of spending a whole Saturday looking at and trying on clothes seemed like a total waste of time to me. I would much rather spend it at the library. The only reason I was here was because I needed a dress to wear to Percy's senior prom which I was going to as a surprise for Percy.

Helen and I had looked at almost all of the dresses in the shop but still none of them were really my taste. They were either too heavy or too short or too puffy or too sparkly. If only I could find one that I liked. It was all I asked. It was all I needed.

I had tried on all the prom dresses in the store. I sighed deeply and was about to tell Helen that we should probably get going when the lady who was helping me said "Oh! I just remembered, some girl bought a dress but the had to return it. I honk it might still be in the back." She turned and went through a door and after a few minutes brought out a dress and told me to try it on. I slipped into it as fast as I could, eager to go home. As soon as I put it on I knew something was different about it. It was perfect. The dress was a sort of peachy baby pink colour with a v-shaped neckline. On the shoulders it had intricately beaded patches and a beaded belt on the high waist. The bottom part of the dress was beautiful and flowy with just the right amount of layers. The dress was absolutely gorgeous, with touches of Athenian design in it, which I loved. I was staring at myself in the mirror when I realised that Helen and the shop assistant were still there. "Wow. You look amazing!" Said Helen. "Thank you. I love it." I replied. I really love bed this dress. It was the one. "And, I know just the shoes to go with it." Said the helper with a smile. She hurried off and returned moments later with an amazing pair of shoes. They were shiny nude heels that were soft on my feet and fitted perfectly. I smiled at myself in the mirror and thought about how my Seaweed Brain would react to seeing me at prom. I smile at myself at the thought. "We'll take them." Said Helen, barely able to suppress her smile. After we bought the dress and shoes, Helen decided that it was time to go and buy makeup. I person didn't see the point because I probably wouldn't have even wore it but she insisted.

Walking into the store, u was shocked. The sheer number of makeup products completely overwhelmed me. There was eye stuff and face stuff and nail stuff and just so much stuff. Helen must have thought that the shock on my face was really excitement and that I wanted makeup. I didn't.

Helen dragged me around the whole store trying to get me to try things. We finally agreed that I would only have lipgloss, a little blush and mascara. I still thought it was too much. Helen went to pay for the things and u waited outside. After that I said that we would have to go home before it got too late so I didn't have to do any more shopping. As you can probably tell, shopping is not one of my favourite things to do.

When we got home I went straight up to my room and started to pack my bag for New York. I put my dress in my bag, careful to make sure it wouldn't get crumpled or crushed. Then I got a toiletries bag and put all the makeup I needed in it. There was a lot of extra space. After that u just packed some extra clothes, jumpers and put my heels in a bag on the very top. I was ready to go to prom.

Percy's POV

Walking into school the Monday before prom was weird. All the girls that didn't have dates were looking at me and some people were whispering, but the weirdest of all, was seeing posters of me and Jodie with crowns on our heads that said: JODIE FOR QUEEN - PERCY FOR KING!

VOTE FOR 'JOCY' TO RULE NOW!

I was utterly disgusted. Whoever had put these posters up had obviously either wanted to have a joke about it, or it had been Jodie. I was guessing it was the latter.

I hurried over to my locker, tearing down every poster I saw. It was utterly humiliating. Not even when my nosebleed had woken the earth had I been this embarrassed. I passed a rubbish bin and stuffed all the posters in it. I opened my locker and shoved my stuff in as Sam and Jacob came over. They both had smirks on their faces that told me they had seen the posters. They slumped against the locked on either side and of mine and Jacob said to me "Well, well, well. If it isn't the to-b prom king. Was Jodie being as obnoxious as usual when she told you or even more so?" I rolled my eyes "Let's just says that she had better be ready to be stood up at her coronation." I said. Sam smiled at me and said "hey, mate, thanks for keeping up the stag with me. I'd hate for you to abandon me to Jodie. Any other girls fine. Just not Jodie. I don't think I could stand the humiliation." I then held up one of he posters of me and Jodie for prom rulers and then we all laughed. Me as prom king? with Jodie? Please. No way. As we made our way to class we talked about what our plans were for the night. "I'm picking up Melanie and then we're just going straight there. I really don't see the need for fancy stuff." Said Jacob. When he asked us what we were doing, Sam looked at me expectantly. I just said "get there whenever. Leave whenever. I don't really care that much." And I didn't. Well, at least I didn't before I met my date.

Percy's POV

The Sunday Before Prom

Sam and I had agreed on I get our tuxedos and shoes together. We headed to the only appropriate tux rental place we knew of and stopped right in front of the entrance. It was a old pre-war brick building with big glass shopfront windows with the words 'Jordman's Tuxedo Rentals' painted onto the glass in curly script which tortures my eyes. Sam sighed heavily and looked at me. "So," he said. "Ladies first," I said with a smirk on my face. "Oh, you are so dead, Jackson." He said with a laugh and opened the door. We walked in and stood at the front of the shop awkwardly. Sam looked at me as if to say 'what do we do now?' I shrugged and crammed my neck to see if there was anyone else in the store. I spotted a little old lady shuffling over to us with a smile on her face. "Hello, dears. What can I do for you today?" She asked sweetly. Sam looked at me and I cleared my throat. "Um, we're looking to rent some tuxedos," I said nervously. This lady was not giving me the best vibes.

She brought us to the back of the shop and made us try on some tuxedos. I went with the first one that fit, which was a black tux with a white shirt and a skinny black tie. I guess it was traditional? I went over to try find some shoes and was very surprised by the range. There were shoes of all different why colours. Red, blue, purple, black, navy, orange. It was kind of weird. I just grabbed a black pair in my size and went back over to where Sam was. He was still trying on tuxedos. Gods, he was such a drama queen when it cam to his appearance. I waited for him outside the dressing rooms and he came out with a suit bag slung over his shoulder and an enormous grin smothered on his face. I smiled when I saw the look on his face. He looked like suck a goon. We headed over to pay for the clothes and I got a weird, cold feeling pass over me. Monsters, I thought. This wasn't good. We went up to the lady who was at the counter and have her the money for the tux's. As she was handing us back the bags I noticed her tongue was forked. Oh, great. Just what I needed today. I walked to the front of the store with Sam and then turned to him just before the doors. "Oh, I just remembered. I have to run an errand for my mum. It'll be a while. Why done you just head home and I'll call you later, okay?" I say. "Okay, sure. Catch you later, man." Says Sam, and with that he leaves the store and heads home. Good, I thought. One less problem for me to worry about. I turned around and headed to the back of the store to see f the old lady was there. I pulled riptide out of my pocket and uncapped it. The pen grew into a long sword, the glow of celestial bronze making the room brighter. I crept slowly towards the back of the shop then stopped very suddenly. I heard a hissing voice say my name in a horribly evil tone that I immediately recognised. "Perseussssss Jacksssssson," said the voice slowly. It was Mrs Dodds, the fury.

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BTW "Jocy" is the Jodie and Percy ship mane that Jodie made up for her and Percy's Prom campaign.

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